| by comrade commissar | Thomas | @ Sunday, October 16, 2005, 10:13:00 PM | permalink |
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"Sad" doesn't really quite encompass what I'm trying to describe here but it will do since I'm too tired to rake my brains for better vocabulary. So yeah, its sad, these days that my bunch are going through. How your mood will be for a whole new week precariously depends on whether you had a good weekend, "Good" in turn is qualified by dubious factors such as how great/exhilarating/superb/high were the hours of freedom you had. If expectations were failed, well, wear your footwear down the next few days with the friction from dragging feet. But then again in this instance the difference between "good" and "bad" is subjective. What's IS the alternative to "bad"? A flippant trivial state of buoyancy maintained by adrenaline, alcohol, caffeine, endorphines, oxytonin, or usually a imaginary osmosis-blended body affecting frappicino of more than one of these chemicals listed. Fleeting temporal moments of gratification.. because "Happiness" is not an appropriate word to be used in this context. Such empty days these days, and here I almost managed to persuade myself that my bad-weekend-induced gloominess is justified behaviour. I'm being an self-sleep-deprieving idiot with a keyboard and a blog account, so I better log out now before I spoil anyone else's reading experiences further. |
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Don't know what might help, but cheer up and take it easy if you can.
- by comrade 
May-Lynn @ times 7:43 PM, October 17, 2005
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